Luyện nghe bài hát Mabel Normand

Natural inner
I guess you could say she's just an comedienne
much faith in her talent
She didn't
No comedienne has not the clown
She did her work,
But her was quietly crying
I guess she felt guilty
'Bout even
Sad Mabel

So my friend is
On a destructive
His life passes him like an
circumstance
He and his friend are at
And he is not winning...
Why does always have to win?
He it matters...
Strange things do when you love someone
So you put someone in exile
How I call you Beloved Exile...

He called
He says, "Don't up"
I ask him, "What are you about?"
I said are not the same...
Since been gone Rome burned down
And still all the same
So I moved away the house that held nothing
But for messages
And all the day's seasons
I went with the sun
And I pray day for the answers
In a still and silent night
He to hide his beauty
And I to say the words
Well, just whose are you on, anyway?
You change
What it matter?
Still you change
Every other day you just change

So, continue on destructive road
Oh, your life before me
Like an circumstance
You and your friend are at
And you are not
Why does always have to win?
And all races that are run
They patterns
Strange do follow when you love someone
So you put that someone in
And you say, "I'll write a about it and call it Beloved Exile"

Well, her was a gas
everything that happened
Well, the old said, yes it was sad
She fought a battle
One day at a
She might even make it through
in another show, natural inner beauty
I guess you could just say she was just
Baby,
So beautiful, so
She fought a battle
She might make it through tomorrow
So beautiful, so
Sad we know her